Ningzhou is more than 70 miles away from Jiangzhou. It takes more than a day for the army to march, and it arrives in just one hour.
In terms of the size of the city, Ningzhou is not much bigger than Jiangzhou, but the war in Jiangzhou is imminent, and tens of thousands of people have moved here, with doubled population, which has suddenly become much more lively. Fortunately, the regulation is well-managed and the market is still stable.
Since the battle at Xuanwu Lake, Xiao Daoling's injuries have not healed. He closed his door to thank the guests in his mansion and rested in peace.Cheng Zongyang only handed over a famous assassin to greet him and did not disturb him.
Cheng Zongyang rushed to the inn. When he saw Meng Feiqing, he was not polite and asked: How was the battle last night?
Meng Feiqing had just received the news and said simply: Liu Ping suffered a crushing defeat.Hou Laoer has found the bodies of Liu Ping, Lu Zheng, Guo Zun and others and buried them in Sanchuankou.
Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the tea bowl and drank it all.
Meng Feiqing said: The little fox said you have something to come to me?
Cheng Zongyang put down the tea bowl and said seriously: Boss Meng, how many chances do we have to win the battle in Jiangzhou?
Meng Feiqing said: It turned out that he was 50% sure, but now he has 10% more.
It seems that I have more confidence than the boss.Use three camps to defeat the three Song army, and the advantages will be more obvious when defending the city.
Cheng Zongyang's words changed, but after the battle in Jiangzhou, everyone can pat their butts and leave.
Meng Feiqing smiled and said: Is that true?
Cheng Zongyang said: I was there in the battle three days ago. Brother Cui Liu and Brother Wang Qi were really powerful. It’s not a big deal to have one to pay for a hundred, but it’s no problem to have one to pay for ten.How many casualties are we killed or killed in this battle?
Forty-nine people were killed in the fourth battalion, sixty-three were injured, and thirty-seven people were killed in the fifth battalion, and fifty-six were injured.Hou Xuan's direct camp suffered less than thirty casualties.
The soldiers of Xingyue Lake defeated the three Japanese troops at the cost of more than 200 casualties, with a war loss ratio of 1 to 15.
Even if the losses of mercenaries are included, they are about one to ten.
This is a terrible casualty ratio, which shows the strength of Xingyue Lake Camp.
The problem is that the Song army can continuously increase its troops, but the old subordinates of Xingyue Lake cannot be supplemented.
So while we have the advantage in this battle, the two battalions still suffer 30% of the losses. Even if we count the wounded people who can recover, the remaining combat power is less than 400.
Cheng Zongyang said: There are a total of forty armies in the Pangri and Longwei army. Even if we can win in the end, how many will survive?
Meng Feiqing said in a serious tone: 20% to 30%.
That's five hundred people.
Cheng Zongyang said: If I were Xie Youdu, no matter how scattered I said before, such a good opportunity would not be missed.
A cold light burst out from Meng Feiqing's eyes.He went to Ningzhou in person just for the leader of the Northern Mansion Army.
The attitude of the Jin court has always been unclear about the Song army's large-scale attack on the two prefectures of Jiangning.
Three days ago, there were even signs of North Mansion soldiers north of Ningzhou.
Therefore, although Lieshan was in full swing, the two battalions of Qi Mingxin and Lu Jing could only stay in Ningzhou and be on strict guard against others to avoid being trampled on their way.
Cheng Zongyang said: Is Xie Youdu here?
No appearance.
After a while, Meng Feiqing said: Are you trying to expand my army?
It is too late to expand the army now, and it also costs a lot of money to expand the army, even if you make a few fortunes, it is not enough.
Cheng Zongyang said: But I have an idea.
Let's hear it.
food.
Meng Feiqing showed a smile, burned the Song army's granary, or cut off their food channels?
These two things must be done, but my idea is not this.
Cheng Zongyang said: The boss has taught me so many military classes, but in addition to killing enemies on the battlefield, there is also a kind of tactic.
Meng Feiqing is interested and wants to hear it carefully.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Economic war.
……
When the boss was in military class, he also said that in war, we should avoid the strong and attack the weak.
Cheng Zongyang said: I have fought with the Song army in Sanchuankou. Although the Song army is not as good as the Xingyue Lake Camp, it is not a weak brigade.It is difficult for us to bear the price to defeat nearly 100,000 Song imperial guards on the battlefield.Compared with the combat effectiveness of the Song army, the biggest weakness of the Song State lies in finance.
Does Boss Meng know that there is such a sentence?
Cheng Zongyang poses his feet, then waves his hand with his chest and utters a famous saying, War is an extension of politics!
I finally borrowed the intelligence of modern people once, and I thought I could impress Boss Meng.Meng Feiqing didn't even move his eyebrows, but just nodded calmly. Yue Shuai also said this sentence.
Cheng Zongyang was disappointed and fucked Yue Niaoren several times in his heart, then said: Boss Meng knows where politics comes from?
I never thought about this.
War is an extension of politics, and politics is a product of economy.
Cheng Zongyang said: War can solve political problems, but not economic problems. Economic means can not only solve political problems, but also determine the outcome of the war.Ultimately, all problems are conflicts of economic interests.
As for the battle in Jiangzhou,
Cheng Zongyang said: When the Song army went thousands of miles away to fight, every move was spent on money.Not to mention weapons, armor and equipment, but to talk about food, the Song army counted 70,000 people, each person needed two liters of grain per day, and 70,000 people had 1,400 stones a day, and 42,000 stones a month.A war horse uses six times the food and grass as that of a soldier. If the Song army had 10,000 horses, a total of nearly 80,000 stones of food per month.
Since fighting with the Japanese army, Cheng Zongyang has repeatedly calculated this issue and said confidently: This is the food consumed on the front line. Outside the army, each soldier needs about three civilians to supply supplies. In this way, there are 200,000 civilians, and the food required is three times more, which is nearly 200,000 stones per month.
Meng Feiqing said: There are several large warehouses around Lin'an, each of which has 300,000 stones of grain stored there.
This is about transportation issues.I asked the Song army how to transport military rations. Generally speaking, a person can carry six dou of food, and he needs to eat two liters a day.According to the calculation that a soldier requires three civil servants, the three civil servants carry a total of one stone and eight dou of food, and the additional soldiers are four.A total of four dou and eight liters were eaten in the first six days, and one of the civilians brought the food for six days, a total of one dou and two liters of food.In the next six days, the three people would eat a total of three dou and six liters, and another civilian brought 12 days of food to return.In the next six days, the two people ate two dou and four liters of grain in total, and the last husband needed to bring 18 days of food to return.The maximum trip to three civilians is eighteen days for one soldier.Even if the return rations are cut in half, there will be only three dou of transport to the front line.
Cheng Zongyang dripped in tea and explained on the table: You can walk from Lin'an to Yuanshui. Although it is labor-saving, it is slow to sail against the current.It is a month to get from Yuanshui to Lieshan.The Song army had to set up at least two granaries along the way to ensure supply.It is calculated that for every stone of food transported to the front line, twelve stones will be consumed on the way.To ensure that the Song army provides 80,000 stones of grain per month, the grain transported from Lin'an is close to one million stones.
good.The art of war emphasizes the food from the enemy. Getting one stone of food from the enemy saves ten times the cost of one side.
Meng Feiqing smiled and said: But few people think that they are as clear as you.
Meng Feiqing has been through military affairs for a long time and is not unfamiliar with these things. Cheng Zongyang did not say in detail, and then said: Besides, the granary in Lin'an is not a military storage, and it must be supplied to Lin'an residents for food.I estimate that the limit is that the official warehouse of Song State can call two million stones.How much does each stone cost now?
When I bought it, the autumn grain was on the market, and the price of the grain was low.
Meng Feiqing said: The usual price of grain is around 30 to 60 copper zhu per bucket.
Then each stone is three hundred to six hundred copper baht.Calculated by one stone and three silver zhu, one million stones of grain means three million silver zhu, totaling fifty thousand gold zhu.
Cheng Zongyang said: What if the grain price rises to one thousand per stone, or even three thousand copper zhu?
Do you want to buy all the food on the market and hoard it?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Of course, you can't buy them all. As long as we can buy 10%, there will be someone rushing to buy the rest.
Meng Feiqing is familiar with military affairs and is not very good at the circulation of food on the market. He asked: How many 10% is there?
I estimate it will cost four or five million stones.If you have detailed information, you need to find an expert.
Meng Feiqing thought for a while, then said: What are you going to do?
Cheng Zongyang was revived and first started from the source of grain transactions and tried to get a order of about two million stones. The expense was 300,000 gold baht.Then I bought goods on the market, starting from three silver zhu per stone, and tried to buy 500,000 stones in the first five days, and then raised the price to five silver zhu three days later, followed by eight silver zhu.It rose to ten silver baht within one month, the consistent price.
This level is the most difficult. The grain has risen to ten silver baht, which is twice the usual price. Someone will definitely sell it in large quantities.I estimate that the amount of food will be more than one million stones, and at least 500,000 gold baht must be prepared to deal with it.As long as you can get through this level, you will be able to do it later.
Meng Feiqing took a breath like a toothache. How much does it cost?
At least 800,000 gold baht.
Cheng Zongyang said: But if you do this, you are most afraid of big grain merchants shipping. The boss has a wide range of doors and Qingzhou is a place where big grain traders gather. I want you to introduce a few people to me, and I will explore the bottom of it first.
Meng Feiqing thought for a while and found that most of the food business in Qingzhou was in the hands of the Zhu Chamber of Commerce.But we don’t have a deep relationship with Zhu.
How about Dow?I see Tao Hongmin is very good at it.
Meng Feiqing said: It’s okay to find him.However, 800,000 gold baht is not a small amount, and people may not be willing to take this risk.Eight hundred thousand is enough for me to fight four battles.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Boss, don’t think that it’s a loss of money, it’s a good thing to make money.As long as the price of grain rises to the same time, selling one million stones will be a revenue of five million stones.Of course, such a good thing is wealthy.
Meng Feiqing smiled and said: Since it is a good thing, why didn’t anyone do it before?
Usually there is no shortage of food on the market, but it cannot be sold if it is expensive.Now that the State of Song is sending troops to fight, food is a necessity, so you can't let the soldiers fight hungry in front, right?No matter how expensive it is, Jia Shixian has to grit his teeth and buy it.Who will they earn if this kind of money is not earned?It would be fine if the State of Song refused to buy it, but there was no need to fight the battle.They withdraw their troops, let's live a stable life in Jiangzhou, and count the money to play.
Meng Feiqing also laughed, "If someone else beats his life and death in front, you can count the money and get slim down when you move your mouth from behind?"
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Boss Meng, your thinking needs to be changed.Using money to fight is to kill people without blood.In fact, the biggest advantage is that we are the side of the war, and we have the final say on how to fight.Holding a sword in one hand and money in the other is the real trader.As long as Boss Meng, you can take the initiative in the battlefield, it will be difficult for us to lose in this food war.
Meng Feiqing smiled and shook his head. Old Meng had never fought this kind of battle.Since you are sure, let go.
What do you need Lao Meng to do, just speak!
……
Cheng Zongyang did not stay in Ningzhou for much time. After talking to Meng Feiqing, he used the communication channels of Pengyi Society to send letters to Pengyi Society in Qingzhou, Tao Hongmin from Tao Money House, Yun Cangfeng from Jiankang and Qin Hui.
After finishing all this, Cheng Zongyang rode his horse back to Jiangzhou.
The sun sets, leaving a touch of sad red on the river.
In the reed marsh on the shore, a fisherman wearing a hat was fishing.
Cheng Zongyang jumped onto the boat and was about to leave the ferry. He suddenly turned around and looked at the fisherman.
Just as he got on the boat, he felt a faint aura.
It made Cheng Zongyang's hair stand up all over his body.
He touched the amber first and found that it did not get hot, so he breathed a little relieved.
Since it is not Su Yaofu, it is easy to deal with. This place is between Jiangzhou and Ningzhou, and both sides are their own people. No matter how hard they fight, they won’t suffer any losses.
The fisherman was wearing a straw raincoat and a fish basket on his hand, half immersed in the water, and was sporting the fishing rod happily, looking quite comfortable.
Cheng Zongyang walked over swayingly, without opening his mouth, and just looked at him with his arms in his arms.
The fisherman ignored it and catching the fish calmly.
After a moment, the fishing rod moved slightly, the fisherman lifted his wrist lightly, and a bass about a foot long dehydrated and twisted constantly in the air.
The fisherman took out a dagger with gold-inlaid jade from the straw raincoat, cut it in the air, cut the tail of the bass with a knife, then shook his wrist and threw it out the hook, and threw the bass into the fish basket.
The whole process was like flowing water, and even the bass was not touched by the fingers.
The bass was swimming lively in the bamboo basket, with bleeding from the tail from time to time.
Just looking at that dagger is not something that ordinary people can have.Cheng Zongyang was not polite to this guy who pretended to be a ghost and said to him in a bad tone: Hello, who told you to fish here?
The fisherman put away his dagger and said calmly: I will naturally let me fish in my fishing pond.
Your home?All this river belongs to your family?You really dare to open your teeth.
Cheng Zongyang said: Jiangning and the two prefectures are the territory of the Xiao family. Even if the little marquis has a son now, he will not be able to raise you as old as you.
The Xiao family is just the governor of the two prefectures of Jiangning, and the rivers, lakes and lakes in Ningzhou are all my industries.
Oh, my tone is really pretty Ah.Just one mouth is your property?Is there any other kingly law?
The fisherman replied loudly: I dare not, it is the king's gift.
Cheng Zongyang choked and said after a while: Xie Youdu?
The fisherman raised his hand and took off his hat, revealing a handsome and handsome face, and smiled and said: I have heard of Brother Cheng for a long time, and I have only gotten to know each other today.
He has a clear and elegant voice, a handsome appearance, a young age, and his style is no less than Xiao Yaoyi. He is the heir to the Xie family, Xie Youdu, the newly appointed general of Jianwu.
Xie Youdu said that the river was owned by his family, not boasting. The mountains, rivers, lakes and lakes in Jin State were nominally owned by the Emperor of Jin, and the production was included in the inner palace, which belonged to the income of the imperial family.
However, most of the aristocratic families in Jin State put them in their own name through rewards.
The rivers and lakes in Ningzhou were rewarded to the Xie family many years ago.
As the chief general of the Northern Palace, Xie Youdu was truly reliable in Jin State, the soldiers under his command.
The government and the country are in turmoil now, and the situation is turbulent. How can he have time to run to the riverside and drink the northwest wind to kowtow to himself?
Cheng Zongyang calmed down and sat cross-legged. The weather was good today, hahahaha.It is rare for General Xie to be in the mood to come to the river to fish. Tsk, I have gained a lot.
The joy of fishing is enough forever.Xie was idle and fished at the foot of Beigu Mountain by the river. He got 47 large bass in one day.
Xie Youdu said: In early winter, the river fish are plump and salt is a delicious dish.
Although a few words were plain, he said them with great spirit, which was like gossip and had a unique touching charm.
Xie Youdu came from a family, but was young but not arrogant. It can be seen that he is a person with temperament, which makes people feel good about him unconsciously.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Can you finish eating so many fish?How good is it to keep? Cut every fish and eat dead fish every day?
Xie Youdu said: Brother Cheng only knows the beauty of live fish, but not the beauty of fish and croaker. It has other wonders.
As he said that, Xie Youdu took a wooden spoon, took out a bass from the basket, and then took a dry cloth to wipe the water marks on the fish.
Next to it was a wide-mouthed pottery jar. Xie Youdu placed the bass on the pottery bowl covered with the urn, removed the scales, cut the fish's belly, and then cut the bones into two inches square fish pieces.
His movements were calm and rhythmic. As the blades rose and fell, the scales flew. Because the perch had already released all blood when swimming, the fish meat became whiter and tender. Soon, the perch, about a foot long, was shaved clean.
Then add fine salt and alcohol and place it in a jar.
Just look at the sword technique of Mr. Xie’s fish cutting is above him.
Not only is the strength and direction so wonderful, but the rare thing is that this kid's fingers didn't get any dirt from beginning to end, so he just took a big fish clean.
I don't know if he did this way.
Cheng Zongyang praised and laughed: Isn’t this fish-crotch practice the method of the Emperor Tu Tiance Mansion?
Xie Youdu put the fish into the jar, wiped his fingers with a scarf and said: Mr. Cheng is well-informed.
Who doesn’t know that Mr. Xie found a good job as soon as he graduated from Huangtu Tiance Mansion.General Zhenwu - is considered the president and executive director of Beifu Bing?
Xie Youdu tilted his head and thought for a while, and smiled: Mr. Cheng’s statement is interesting.
How can you know that finding a job is hard?
Cheng Zongyang made a joke and looked at him. He was so young that he was the president, even in the Xie family, he was an outstanding figure.
Xie Youdu's eyes showed a trace of sadness. He let out a long whistle, as if he wanted to express his depression in his heart. After a long time, he said: How can he compare to Brother Yi?
Cheng Zongyang's brow moved slightly and asked: Are you here to find me because of Xie Yi?
Youdu came on the order of his uncle, and Brother Yi's corpse has been buried in Lin'an, so it is not easy to disturb him.But Brother Yi's sword is still in his honor, so he asked Mr. Cheng to give it back.
The uncle Xie Youdu mentioned was Xie Anshi, the Grand Tutor of Jin State. He did not call him the Grand Tutor, but said that his uncle had already shown that this trip was purely a family matter.Cheng Zongyang asked unwillingly: Is this the only one?
certainly.
Xie Youdu's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked back: What do you think Mr. Cheng?
Cheng Zongyang picked up his arms, and I thought you were here to help us fight the Song army.
Xie Youdu asked curiously: Why did Mr. Cheng have this idea?
No matter what, Jiangzhou is still the territory of Jin, right?The Song army is approaching, but your government army doesn’t care?
Grandmaster Jia has already sent a letter to the Prime Minister, that the Song army has only transited the border and has no offences along the way, and when we retreated, we did not occupy a foot or an inch of land in our Jin State.
Even if they don’t occupy land, they will always die when fighting, right?
Where can I find the people of Jin in Jiangzhou?
Xie Youdu was gentle and gentle, but this rhetorical question was revealed, which made Cheng Zongyang feel difficult to resist, so he had to avoid the truth and say in a false way: You are always from Jin, right?
Xie Youdu raised his finger, pressed his lips, and asked: Do you think he will die in the enemy?
Cheng Zongyang was speechless.
Xie Youdu said: Brother Yi has no belongings. If you give this knife to you, the Xie family will thank the young master for his kindness.
Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly and said: It was from your Xie family, so I would like to tell you, I just hope you don’t give me a knife behind my back.
Xie Youdu smiled at his concerns, then raised his palm and said one thing to be certain.
The two of them slapped their clenchies, then rowed a small boat from the reed marsh. Xie Youdu put away the fishing rod and boarded the boat. He said, "That basket of bass is given to Brother Cheng to taste it."
I thought you would give me that croaker.
Xie Youdu smiled and said: Zhuo Jing likes the fish made by me the most, so I will not obey this matter.
As he said that, he bowed and left.
Cheng Zongyang did not expect the Northern Palace soldiers to really help him fight the Song army. He could use a knife to exchange for Xie Youdu's promise not to infringe on Jiangning. This account was worthwhile. At least the two battalions of Si Mingxin and Lu Jing could be transferred back to Jiangzhou.
He relied on his troops alone to fight the Song army to the death, even if he could win, he would win miserably. He had a premonition that the outcome of Jiangzhou was not on the battlefield, but outside the battlefield.
As a small businessman, being able to promote this war with money as weapons is stronger for himself than for the battle on the battlefield.
The worries about the battle in Jiangzhou were solved, so Cheng Zongyang picked up the fish basket and jumped onto the boat with ease.
In terms of the size of the city, Ningzhou is not much bigger than Jiangzhou, but the war in Jiangzhou is imminent, and tens of thousands of people have moved here, with doubled population, which has suddenly become much more lively. Fortunately, the regulation is well-managed and the market is still stable.
Since the battle at Xuanwu Lake, Xiao Daoling's injuries have not healed. He closed his door to thank the guests in his mansion and rested in peace.Cheng Zongyang only handed over a famous assassin to greet him and did not disturb him.
Cheng Zongyang rushed to the inn. When he saw Meng Feiqing, he was not polite and asked: How was the battle last night?
Meng Feiqing had just received the news and said simply: Liu Ping suffered a crushing defeat.Hou Laoer has found the bodies of Liu Ping, Lu Zheng, Guo Zun and others and buried them in Sanchuankou.
Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the tea bowl and drank it all.
Meng Feiqing said: The little fox said you have something to come to me?
Cheng Zongyang put down the tea bowl and said seriously: Boss Meng, how many chances do we have to win the battle in Jiangzhou?
Meng Feiqing said: It turned out that he was 50% sure, but now he has 10% more.
It seems that I have more confidence than the boss.Use three camps to defeat the three Song army, and the advantages will be more obvious when defending the city.
Cheng Zongyang's words changed, but after the battle in Jiangzhou, everyone can pat their butts and leave.
Meng Feiqing smiled and said: Is that true?
Cheng Zongyang said: I was there in the battle three days ago. Brother Cui Liu and Brother Wang Qi were really powerful. It’s not a big deal to have one to pay for a hundred, but it’s no problem to have one to pay for ten.How many casualties are we killed or killed in this battle?
Forty-nine people were killed in the fourth battalion, sixty-three were injured, and thirty-seven people were killed in the fifth battalion, and fifty-six were injured.Hou Xuan's direct camp suffered less than thirty casualties.
The soldiers of Xingyue Lake defeated the three Japanese troops at the cost of more than 200 casualties, with a war loss ratio of 1 to 15.
Even if the losses of mercenaries are included, they are about one to ten.
This is a terrible casualty ratio, which shows the strength of Xingyue Lake Camp.
The problem is that the Song army can continuously increase its troops, but the old subordinates of Xingyue Lake cannot be supplemented.
So while we have the advantage in this battle, the two battalions still suffer 30% of the losses. Even if we count the wounded people who can recover, the remaining combat power is less than 400.
Cheng Zongyang said: There are a total of forty armies in the Pangri and Longwei army. Even if we can win in the end, how many will survive?
Meng Feiqing said in a serious tone: 20% to 30%.
That's five hundred people.
Cheng Zongyang said: If I were Xie Youdu, no matter how scattered I said before, such a good opportunity would not be missed.
A cold light burst out from Meng Feiqing's eyes.He went to Ningzhou in person just for the leader of the Northern Mansion Army.
The attitude of the Jin court has always been unclear about the Song army's large-scale attack on the two prefectures of Jiangning.
Three days ago, there were even signs of North Mansion soldiers north of Ningzhou.
Therefore, although Lieshan was in full swing, the two battalions of Qi Mingxin and Lu Jing could only stay in Ningzhou and be on strict guard against others to avoid being trampled on their way.
Cheng Zongyang said: Is Xie Youdu here?
No appearance.
After a while, Meng Feiqing said: Are you trying to expand my army?
It is too late to expand the army now, and it also costs a lot of money to expand the army, even if you make a few fortunes, it is not enough.
Cheng Zongyang said: But I have an idea.
Let's hear it.
food.
Meng Feiqing showed a smile, burned the Song army's granary, or cut off their food channels?
These two things must be done, but my idea is not this.
Cheng Zongyang said: The boss has taught me so many military classes, but in addition to killing enemies on the battlefield, there is also a kind of tactic.
Meng Feiqing is interested and wants to hear it carefully.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Economic war.
……
When the boss was in military class, he also said that in war, we should avoid the strong and attack the weak.
Cheng Zongyang said: I have fought with the Song army in Sanchuankou. Although the Song army is not as good as the Xingyue Lake Camp, it is not a weak brigade.It is difficult for us to bear the price to defeat nearly 100,000 Song imperial guards on the battlefield.Compared with the combat effectiveness of the Song army, the biggest weakness of the Song State lies in finance.
Does Boss Meng know that there is such a sentence?
Cheng Zongyang poses his feet, then waves his hand with his chest and utters a famous saying, War is an extension of politics!
I finally borrowed the intelligence of modern people once, and I thought I could impress Boss Meng.Meng Feiqing didn't even move his eyebrows, but just nodded calmly. Yue Shuai also said this sentence.
Cheng Zongyang was disappointed and fucked Yue Niaoren several times in his heart, then said: Boss Meng knows where politics comes from?
I never thought about this.
War is an extension of politics, and politics is a product of economy.
Cheng Zongyang said: War can solve political problems, but not economic problems. Economic means can not only solve political problems, but also determine the outcome of the war.Ultimately, all problems are conflicts of economic interests.
As for the battle in Jiangzhou,
Cheng Zongyang said: When the Song army went thousands of miles away to fight, every move was spent on money.Not to mention weapons, armor and equipment, but to talk about food, the Song army counted 70,000 people, each person needed two liters of grain per day, and 70,000 people had 1,400 stones a day, and 42,000 stones a month.A war horse uses six times the food and grass as that of a soldier. If the Song army had 10,000 horses, a total of nearly 80,000 stones of food per month.
Since fighting with the Japanese army, Cheng Zongyang has repeatedly calculated this issue and said confidently: This is the food consumed on the front line. Outside the army, each soldier needs about three civilians to supply supplies. In this way, there are 200,000 civilians, and the food required is three times more, which is nearly 200,000 stones per month.
Meng Feiqing said: There are several large warehouses around Lin'an, each of which has 300,000 stones of grain stored there.
This is about transportation issues.I asked the Song army how to transport military rations. Generally speaking, a person can carry six dou of food, and he needs to eat two liters a day.According to the calculation that a soldier requires three civil servants, the three civil servants carry a total of one stone and eight dou of food, and the additional soldiers are four.A total of four dou and eight liters were eaten in the first six days, and one of the civilians brought the food for six days, a total of one dou and two liters of food.In the next six days, the three people would eat a total of three dou and six liters, and another civilian brought 12 days of food to return.In the next six days, the two people ate two dou and four liters of grain in total, and the last husband needed to bring 18 days of food to return.The maximum trip to three civilians is eighteen days for one soldier.Even if the return rations are cut in half, there will be only three dou of transport to the front line.
Cheng Zongyang dripped in tea and explained on the table: You can walk from Lin'an to Yuanshui. Although it is labor-saving, it is slow to sail against the current.It is a month to get from Yuanshui to Lieshan.The Song army had to set up at least two granaries along the way to ensure supply.It is calculated that for every stone of food transported to the front line, twelve stones will be consumed on the way.To ensure that the Song army provides 80,000 stones of grain per month, the grain transported from Lin'an is close to one million stones.
good.The art of war emphasizes the food from the enemy. Getting one stone of food from the enemy saves ten times the cost of one side.
Meng Feiqing smiled and said: But few people think that they are as clear as you.
Meng Feiqing has been through military affairs for a long time and is not unfamiliar with these things. Cheng Zongyang did not say in detail, and then said: Besides, the granary in Lin'an is not a military storage, and it must be supplied to Lin'an residents for food.I estimate that the limit is that the official warehouse of Song State can call two million stones.How much does each stone cost now?
When I bought it, the autumn grain was on the market, and the price of the grain was low.
Meng Feiqing said: The usual price of grain is around 30 to 60 copper zhu per bucket.
Then each stone is three hundred to six hundred copper baht.Calculated by one stone and three silver zhu, one million stones of grain means three million silver zhu, totaling fifty thousand gold zhu.
Cheng Zongyang said: What if the grain price rises to one thousand per stone, or even three thousand copper zhu?
Do you want to buy all the food on the market and hoard it?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Of course, you can't buy them all. As long as we can buy 10%, there will be someone rushing to buy the rest.
Meng Feiqing is familiar with military affairs and is not very good at the circulation of food on the market. He asked: How many 10% is there?
I estimate it will cost four or five million stones.If you have detailed information, you need to find an expert.
Meng Feiqing thought for a while, then said: What are you going to do?
Cheng Zongyang was revived and first started from the source of grain transactions and tried to get a order of about two million stones. The expense was 300,000 gold baht.Then I bought goods on the market, starting from three silver zhu per stone, and tried to buy 500,000 stones in the first five days, and then raised the price to five silver zhu three days later, followed by eight silver zhu.It rose to ten silver baht within one month, the consistent price.
This level is the most difficult. The grain has risen to ten silver baht, which is twice the usual price. Someone will definitely sell it in large quantities.I estimate that the amount of food will be more than one million stones, and at least 500,000 gold baht must be prepared to deal with it.As long as you can get through this level, you will be able to do it later.
Meng Feiqing took a breath like a toothache. How much does it cost?
At least 800,000 gold baht.
Cheng Zongyang said: But if you do this, you are most afraid of big grain merchants shipping. The boss has a wide range of doors and Qingzhou is a place where big grain traders gather. I want you to introduce a few people to me, and I will explore the bottom of it first.
Meng Feiqing thought for a while and found that most of the food business in Qingzhou was in the hands of the Zhu Chamber of Commerce.But we don’t have a deep relationship with Zhu.
How about Dow?I see Tao Hongmin is very good at it.
Meng Feiqing said: It’s okay to find him.However, 800,000 gold baht is not a small amount, and people may not be willing to take this risk.Eight hundred thousand is enough for me to fight four battles.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Boss, don’t think that it’s a loss of money, it’s a good thing to make money.As long as the price of grain rises to the same time, selling one million stones will be a revenue of five million stones.Of course, such a good thing is wealthy.
Meng Feiqing smiled and said: Since it is a good thing, why didn’t anyone do it before?
Usually there is no shortage of food on the market, but it cannot be sold if it is expensive.Now that the State of Song is sending troops to fight, food is a necessity, so you can't let the soldiers fight hungry in front, right?No matter how expensive it is, Jia Shixian has to grit his teeth and buy it.Who will they earn if this kind of money is not earned?It would be fine if the State of Song refused to buy it, but there was no need to fight the battle.They withdraw their troops, let's live a stable life in Jiangzhou, and count the money to play.
Meng Feiqing also laughed, "If someone else beats his life and death in front, you can count the money and get slim down when you move your mouth from behind?"
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Boss Meng, your thinking needs to be changed.Using money to fight is to kill people without blood.In fact, the biggest advantage is that we are the side of the war, and we have the final say on how to fight.Holding a sword in one hand and money in the other is the real trader.As long as Boss Meng, you can take the initiative in the battlefield, it will be difficult for us to lose in this food war.
Meng Feiqing smiled and shook his head. Old Meng had never fought this kind of battle.Since you are sure, let go.
What do you need Lao Meng to do, just speak!
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Cheng Zongyang did not stay in Ningzhou for much time. After talking to Meng Feiqing, he used the communication channels of Pengyi Society to send letters to Pengyi Society in Qingzhou, Tao Hongmin from Tao Money House, Yun Cangfeng from Jiankang and Qin Hui.
After finishing all this, Cheng Zongyang rode his horse back to Jiangzhou.
The sun sets, leaving a touch of sad red on the river.
In the reed marsh on the shore, a fisherman wearing a hat was fishing.
Cheng Zongyang jumped onto the boat and was about to leave the ferry. He suddenly turned around and looked at the fisherman.
Just as he got on the boat, he felt a faint aura.
It made Cheng Zongyang's hair stand up all over his body.
He touched the amber first and found that it did not get hot, so he breathed a little relieved.
Since it is not Su Yaofu, it is easy to deal with. This place is between Jiangzhou and Ningzhou, and both sides are their own people. No matter how hard they fight, they won’t suffer any losses.
The fisherman was wearing a straw raincoat and a fish basket on his hand, half immersed in the water, and was sporting the fishing rod happily, looking quite comfortable.
Cheng Zongyang walked over swayingly, without opening his mouth, and just looked at him with his arms in his arms.
The fisherman ignored it and catching the fish calmly.
After a moment, the fishing rod moved slightly, the fisherman lifted his wrist lightly, and a bass about a foot long dehydrated and twisted constantly in the air.
The fisherman took out a dagger with gold-inlaid jade from the straw raincoat, cut it in the air, cut the tail of the bass with a knife, then shook his wrist and threw it out the hook, and threw the bass into the fish basket.
The whole process was like flowing water, and even the bass was not touched by the fingers.
The bass was swimming lively in the bamboo basket, with bleeding from the tail from time to time.
Just looking at that dagger is not something that ordinary people can have.Cheng Zongyang was not polite to this guy who pretended to be a ghost and said to him in a bad tone: Hello, who told you to fish here?
The fisherman put away his dagger and said calmly: I will naturally let me fish in my fishing pond.
Your home?All this river belongs to your family?You really dare to open your teeth.
Cheng Zongyang said: Jiangning and the two prefectures are the territory of the Xiao family. Even if the little marquis has a son now, he will not be able to raise you as old as you.
The Xiao family is just the governor of the two prefectures of Jiangning, and the rivers, lakes and lakes in Ningzhou are all my industries.
Oh, my tone is really pretty Ah.Just one mouth is your property?Is there any other kingly law?
The fisherman replied loudly: I dare not, it is the king's gift.
Cheng Zongyang choked and said after a while: Xie Youdu?
The fisherman raised his hand and took off his hat, revealing a handsome and handsome face, and smiled and said: I have heard of Brother Cheng for a long time, and I have only gotten to know each other today.
He has a clear and elegant voice, a handsome appearance, a young age, and his style is no less than Xiao Yaoyi. He is the heir to the Xie family, Xie Youdu, the newly appointed general of Jianwu.
Xie Youdu said that the river was owned by his family, not boasting. The mountains, rivers, lakes and lakes in Jin State were nominally owned by the Emperor of Jin, and the production was included in the inner palace, which belonged to the income of the imperial family.
However, most of the aristocratic families in Jin State put them in their own name through rewards.
The rivers and lakes in Ningzhou were rewarded to the Xie family many years ago.
As the chief general of the Northern Palace, Xie Youdu was truly reliable in Jin State, the soldiers under his command.
The government and the country are in turmoil now, and the situation is turbulent. How can he have time to run to the riverside and drink the northwest wind to kowtow to himself?
Cheng Zongyang calmed down and sat cross-legged. The weather was good today, hahahaha.It is rare for General Xie to be in the mood to come to the river to fish. Tsk, I have gained a lot.
The joy of fishing is enough forever.Xie was idle and fished at the foot of Beigu Mountain by the river. He got 47 large bass in one day.
Xie Youdu said: In early winter, the river fish are plump and salt is a delicious dish.
Although a few words were plain, he said them with great spirit, which was like gossip and had a unique touching charm.
Xie Youdu came from a family, but was young but not arrogant. It can be seen that he is a person with temperament, which makes people feel good about him unconsciously.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Can you finish eating so many fish?How good is it to keep? Cut every fish and eat dead fish every day?
Xie Youdu said: Brother Cheng only knows the beauty of live fish, but not the beauty of fish and croaker. It has other wonders.
As he said that, Xie Youdu took a wooden spoon, took out a bass from the basket, and then took a dry cloth to wipe the water marks on the fish.
Next to it was a wide-mouthed pottery jar. Xie Youdu placed the bass on the pottery bowl covered with the urn, removed the scales, cut the fish's belly, and then cut the bones into two inches square fish pieces.
His movements were calm and rhythmic. As the blades rose and fell, the scales flew. Because the perch had already released all blood when swimming, the fish meat became whiter and tender. Soon, the perch, about a foot long, was shaved clean.
Then add fine salt and alcohol and place it in a jar.
Just look at the sword technique of Mr. Xie’s fish cutting is above him.
Not only is the strength and direction so wonderful, but the rare thing is that this kid's fingers didn't get any dirt from beginning to end, so he just took a big fish clean.
I don't know if he did this way.
Cheng Zongyang praised and laughed: Isn’t this fish-crotch practice the method of the Emperor Tu Tiance Mansion?
Xie Youdu put the fish into the jar, wiped his fingers with a scarf and said: Mr. Cheng is well-informed.
Who doesn’t know that Mr. Xie found a good job as soon as he graduated from Huangtu Tiance Mansion.General Zhenwu - is considered the president and executive director of Beifu Bing?
Xie Youdu tilted his head and thought for a while, and smiled: Mr. Cheng’s statement is interesting.
How can you know that finding a job is hard?
Cheng Zongyang made a joke and looked at him. He was so young that he was the president, even in the Xie family, he was an outstanding figure.
Xie Youdu's eyes showed a trace of sadness. He let out a long whistle, as if he wanted to express his depression in his heart. After a long time, he said: How can he compare to Brother Yi?
Cheng Zongyang's brow moved slightly and asked: Are you here to find me because of Xie Yi?
Youdu came on the order of his uncle, and Brother Yi's corpse has been buried in Lin'an, so it is not easy to disturb him.But Brother Yi's sword is still in his honor, so he asked Mr. Cheng to give it back.
The uncle Xie Youdu mentioned was Xie Anshi, the Grand Tutor of Jin State. He did not call him the Grand Tutor, but said that his uncle had already shown that this trip was purely a family matter.Cheng Zongyang asked unwillingly: Is this the only one?
certainly.
Xie Youdu's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked back: What do you think Mr. Cheng?
Cheng Zongyang picked up his arms, and I thought you were here to help us fight the Song army.
Xie Youdu asked curiously: Why did Mr. Cheng have this idea?
No matter what, Jiangzhou is still the territory of Jin, right?The Song army is approaching, but your government army doesn’t care?
Grandmaster Jia has already sent a letter to the Prime Minister, that the Song army has only transited the border and has no offences along the way, and when we retreated, we did not occupy a foot or an inch of land in our Jin State.
Even if they don’t occupy land, they will always die when fighting, right?
Where can I find the people of Jin in Jiangzhou?
Xie Youdu was gentle and gentle, but this rhetorical question was revealed, which made Cheng Zongyang feel difficult to resist, so he had to avoid the truth and say in a false way: You are always from Jin, right?
Xie Youdu raised his finger, pressed his lips, and asked: Do you think he will die in the enemy?
Cheng Zongyang was speechless.
Xie Youdu said: Brother Yi has no belongings. If you give this knife to you, the Xie family will thank the young master for his kindness.
Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly and said: It was from your Xie family, so I would like to tell you, I just hope you don’t give me a knife behind my back.
Xie Youdu smiled at his concerns, then raised his palm and said one thing to be certain.
The two of them slapped their clenchies, then rowed a small boat from the reed marsh. Xie Youdu put away the fishing rod and boarded the boat. He said, "That basket of bass is given to Brother Cheng to taste it."
I thought you would give me that croaker.
Xie Youdu smiled and said: Zhuo Jing likes the fish made by me the most, so I will not obey this matter.
As he said that, he bowed and left.
Cheng Zongyang did not expect the Northern Palace soldiers to really help him fight the Song army. He could use a knife to exchange for Xie Youdu's promise not to infringe on Jiangning. This account was worthwhile. At least the two battalions of Si Mingxin and Lu Jing could be transferred back to Jiangzhou.
He relied on his troops alone to fight the Song army to the death, even if he could win, he would win miserably. He had a premonition that the outcome of Jiangzhou was not on the battlefield, but outside the battlefield.
As a small businessman, being able to promote this war with money as weapons is stronger for himself than for the battle on the battlefield.
The worries about the battle in Jiangzhou were solved, so Cheng Zongyang picked up the fish basket and jumped onto the boat with ease.
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